Gladly I would soar to the greatest heights with you, there is so much to explore beyond this veil of midnight blue.
And though I am prone to wander, driven by unceasing curiosity; a near desperate need to marvel at these peculiar phenomena; products of perpetual motion, existing unseen, unfelt, and more often undiscovered in both our intangible and ethereal world,
I will always heed this lingering pull; this energy leading me back to you.
As long as you move unencumbered and refrain from clogging the river with age-old residue,
I will flow and rise; drop and travel in the unending cycle that is existence, until chaos decides the ideal circumstances and we create our own solar system.
The way I see it we are destined to return where we belonged in the first place,
yet this will never be our place of origins.
As we expand and flow in perpetual motion, we find that our homes move with us.
In a child’s tale, handed down through the lineage of elders that greedily hungered for the divine art of storytelling, there was once a mighty black lion with the red wings of the sun.
The lion was a fast and a fearsome beast, yet to all who he blessed with his presence, they found a curious comfort; for such a large dark brute of a creature, the lion’s kindness knew no bounds, always giving to the people as they needed, whether it be for the sake of a village’s welfare or to bless the union between two lovers.
This is the first tablet of Maqlu, a lengthy series of Babylonian anti-witchcraft incantations that were performed together through a single night, once a year. Most of these spells were originally used on their own. Note that “witchcraft” here means “magic that harms me”; the counter-spells rely on the same magical principles as the “witchcraft,” so this is certainly not a denunciation of all magic use.
I call upon you, Gods of the Night; with you, I call upon Night, the Veiled Bride. I call upon Twilight, Midnight, and Dawn.
For a witch has bewitched me; an enchantress has indicted me. She estranged me from my god and goddess; I have sickened in the sight of all. Day and night, a restlessness weighs on me; cobwebs clog my mouth. My mouth receives no nourishment; my drinking water dwindles away. My songs have turned to sorrow, my delight to despair.
Stand in my defense, Great Gods, and hear my plea! Issue judgment. Reveal a verdict. I have made an effigy of my warlock or my witch, of my sorcerer or my sorceress. I set it at your feet and plead my case.
I made a playlist of songs I thought were good for Tate and Violet. They go in no order. I might arrange them later to go along with the first season.
1. A Drop in The Ocean- Ron Pope
2. A Match Into Water- Pierce The Veil
3. After Midnight- Blink 182
4. Adam’s Song- Blink 182 (I like the future idiots version more)
5. Alone Together- Fall Out Boy
6. Baby Come On (Acoustic)- +44
7. Best of Me- Sum 41
8. Bulletproof Love- Pierce The Veil
9. Disenchanted- My Chemical Romance
10. Disasterology- Pierce The Veil
11. The End.- My Chemical Romance
12. Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)- Green Day
13. Hold on till may- Pierce The Veil
14. Holiday- Green Day
15. Boulevard of Broken Dreams- Green Day
16. I’m Lost Without You- Blink 182
17. I Miss You- Blink 182
18. If It Means A Lot To You- A Day to Remember
19. Iris- Goo Goo Dolls (or sleeping with sirens cover)
20. The Kids From Yesterday- My Chemical Romance
21. Memory (Acoustic)- Sugarcult
22. I Don’t Care If You’re Contagious- Pierce The Veil
23. Over My Head (Cable Car)- The Fray
24. Props & Mayhem- Pierce The Veil
25. Remembering Sunday- All Time Low
26. Scene One: James Dean & Audrey Hepburn- Sleeping With Sirens
27. Scene Four: Don’t You Ever Forget About Me- Sleeping With Sirens
28. Skinny Love- Birdy
29. Terrible Things- Mayday Parade
30. There Is- Box Car Racer
31. Twisted Nerve- AHS Project
32. Up All Night- Blink 182
33. The World Is Ugly- My Chemical Romance
34. Young Volcanoes- Fall Out Boy
35. Fall For You- Secondhand Serenade
36. If I Lose Myself- OneRepublic
37. The Last Night- Skillet
38. Losing Your Memory- Ryan Star
39. Mad World- Gary Jules
40. Say Something- A Great Big World
41. Stay Close, Don’t Go- Secondhand Serenade
42. Be My Escape (Acoustic)- Relient K
43. Beekeeper’s Daughter- The All-American Rejects
44. All My Heart- Sleeping with Sirens
45. All That I’ve Got- The Used
46. Smells Like Teen Spirit- Nirvana
47. Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down- Fall Out Boy
48. No, It Isn’t- +44
49. I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea that Says You Should Shut Your mouth- Fall Out Boy
50. I Caught Fire- The Used
51. Therapy- All Time Low
52. Of All the Gin Joints in All the World- Fall Out Boy
53. The Light Behind Your Eyes- My Chemical Romance
54. human- Christina Perri
55. How to Save a Life- The Fray
56. Never Say Never- The Fray
57. Seattle- Jason Walker
58. My Life Would Suck Without You- Kelly Clarkson
59. Shadow Moses- Bring Me The Horizon
60. Demons- Imagine Dragons
61. Young And Beautiful- Lana Del Rey
62. Safe & Sound- Taylor Swift
63. When You’re Gone- Avril Lavigne
64. Endlessly- The Cab
65. All of Me- John Legend
66. Angel Blue- Green Day
67. Decembers- Hawthorne Heights
68. Boston- Augustana
69. Stuck In The Middle- Boys Like Girls
70. Lithium- Nirvana
71. Mama- My Chemical Romance
72. I Won’t Lie- Go Radio
73. Yellow- Coldplay
74. The Scientist- Coldplay
75. Fences- Paramore
76. Heart Shaped Box- Nirvana
77. Pain- Three Days Grace
78. Teenagers- My chemical Romance
79. Your Guardian Angel- The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
80. (Coffee’s For Closers)- Fall Out Boy
81. The (Shipped) Gold Standard- Fall Out Boy
82. Everything You Ever Wanted- Hawk Nelson
83. A Part of Me- Neck Deep
84. Ghost On The Dance Floor- Blink 182
85. Have Faith In Me- A Day To Remember
86. Kaleidoscope- Blink 182
87. Renegade- Styx
88. Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes- Fall Out Boy
89. Anthem Part 2- Blink 182
90. The Only Exception- Paramore
91. King Park- La Dispute
92. Wonderwall- Oasis
I hope you like it!!! Message me or reblog with suggestions or comments. Thank you so much.
So at this point, with so many songs, you’ll probably think some of these songs are completely unrelated to Tate and Violet but I’m starting to add songs that just remind me of the characters. I’m not focusing the songs on their relationship as much. For example, Renegade by Styx obviously doesn’t have anything to do with the 2 of them but it does relate to Tate killing all the people. Enjoy!
So I started a series of small bits of fic that each somehow related to an element. I think I’ll post one for each day of R/Hr’s ship week.
Hydrogen is the lightest and most abundant chemical element, constituting roughly 75% of the Universe’s chemical elemental mass. Naturally occurring elemental hydrogen is relatively rare on Earth.
May 12th, 1998
They stood amidst a crowd, and he could feel the hollow place where others had been, even those he hadn’t known so well. It was a glaring, rumbling note of absence that haunted the still-crumbling walls as they lived, now free, inside a castle they’d once called home. Her hair was at his shoulder, and knew he could always look and find her there. Merely knowing she would not leave his side made the air around him lighter, easier to breathe.
They’d spent ten days in sadness, red-rimmed eyes and silence over the dead. He’d lost his brother, and yet he’d run out of tears to cry. He’d run out of things to say long before that. He could not recall the last words he’d actually spoken to her, and he felt a pang of guilt as her fingers laced with his. He could be better for her. And maybe he hadn’t been what she’d needed, all the time. But she’d always been exactly what he’d needed.
He could not have imagined a more perfect ending for the two of them, with the knowledge that she wanted to be with him after everything. Unfortunate, then, that he’d not been able to speak. Though so many people had someone there for them today, he felt oddly singular in his love just then, holding Hermione’s hand. And it must be rare, this feeling of peace, for a moment, weightless. He could have a future, now. And she could. Was there any reason to keep on stretching the days and waiting for pain to fade? There never really was.
“Come with me?” he asked, gently, tugging her hand. And she nodded, following him out of the Great Hall, into the dull echoing whispers of the crowd from behind them as they descended the front steps, into the night.
The air was cool for mid-May, tickling the overgrown hairs on the back of his neck. But her hand was warm in his, and he clutched her more tightly as he crossed the grounds, headed for a moonlit, partially hidden tree, just before the long slope downward, toward the lake. He paused under the tree’s branches, dropping her hand only long enough to turn and face her, taking her other wrist in his fingers instead.
“Are you alright?” she asked, concerned voice floating on a light breeze, stars glimmering in her darkening eyes.
“I am now.”
He bent and kissed her top lip, so soft and short, enough to be brave. And he felt her break into goose flesh as he traced his fingertips up her arm to pause at the skin of her exposed collarbone.
“It’s so obvious now,” he sighed scratchily, clearing his throat as he pulled back enough to look into her eyes, heavier than they were before, as she smiled softly back up at him. “I don’t know why I waited so long. I really don’t.”
“It’s only obvious because now you know I love you,” she whispered.
His stomach lurched with excitement, perfection in words she’d said so casually, like they’d always been there, waiting.
“I hadn’t meant- blimey! I was trying to say… obvious because- shit.“ He had to pause to swallow back his own rambling words as he tried to still his overactive heart. “But, bloody hell, I didn’t know that you actually… I just- But, you do… You really-“
“Oh,” she squeaked, eyes wide. Evidently, she had thought the whole thing too obvious for him to question… as if of course he already knew.
He grinned, unable to continue, and she blushed in the moonlight.
“Sorry,” he whispered in a low-toned, raspy voice. “I dunno what- Hermione… What-”
But she shook her head, shyly grinning back at him, and she tugged his hand, pulling him down to sit atop the soft, cold grass beneath the tree.
“You weren’t making any sense,” she explained, sensibly. “Want to try again?”
She bit her lip lightly, and he laughed, shaking his head. He scooped her neck into the palm of his hand and softly tilted into her, angling his lips against hers to fit perfectly as they closed their eyes.
He felt the gentle pressure of her fingers against the sides of his neck as he kissed her, and he relaxed every muscle in his body until he’d pulled back enough to wrap an arm around her waist and tug her down sideways, to lie on the grass, facing each other.
She laughed softly as he studied every curve of her face, lines and tiny freckles, barely visible. And he smiled because he knew, in contrast, that she could see so very many freckles against his own pale skin. How different they were, really, and how perfect. How unbelievable that at the end, he’d been rewarded. For nothing. For a life he’d never counted for too much before. Of course he’d wanted to live. But now, with no proper place to be or plans to make, he could live for her. And that was essentially, exactly, what she wanted in return.
He watched her swallow, nervous.
Realising he had yet to tell her all he had to say, his eyebrows shot up and he tensed momentarily beside her.
“What is it?” she asked, slightly alarmed.
Sod it. There was only one thing, honestly.
“I love you, too,“ he said, so sincerely. “That’s all I was trying to say before, really.”
Tears glowed in her eyes as he watched her, his own chest still tight with open wounds. He might have them there, the absence of his brother… the weight of it. He might keep them forever. But he gathered her into both of his arms, turning onto his back until she was lying half on top of him.
He marveled at her weightlessness and the ease with which they fit together. So much of what was left of him was made up of her. And he’d never had to try. She’d become such an integral, entwined part of his existence. He could almost irrationally wonder if red, yellow and blue would look a shade different if he’d never met her. Could he honestly have never known what it was like, to love her? Was there a way on earth he could have lived without her?
Was it just that he’d picked the right card, unknowingly?
She kissed his neck, and he fluttered his eyes shut, and she gathered him closely, tighter, as if somehow, someway, they could melt down into the same, unending person, forever.
“Come home with me,” he said, and though he’d meant a new home, something they hadn’t said before, he knew she’d say yes. Brilliantly, he absolutely knew.
He knew that he wasn’t done being afraid, too heavy with loss. He knew that he’d have moments he’d regret, days when he’d wake up and the world wouldn’t look quite as bright as it did tonight, even with the sun tucked away and the black veil of nearly midnight stretching thickly overhead. But, if after all they’d been through so far, she really still wanted him…
He didn’t dare to expect she’d never change her mind. But, for now, knowing that she was with him, tonight… knowing that she loved him and had loved him and wanted him to go on loving her…
Can you explain to me the moon sign, rising sign and sun sign and how you can figure out your own?
Sun Sign: This is what you’ll find in newspapers and magazines. It’s the position of the Sun at the time of your birth. It reveals the part of our personality that is our basic self, or who we are when we are not surrounded by other people. In other words our essential personality is our most basic, broad, inner traits.
Rising Sign: the Zodiac Sign that was rising on the eastern horizon at the moment you were born. It represents the environment and conditioning a person may be influenced by during their childhood and is considered as important and significant as the Sun and Moon Signs, because all other aspects on the chart are filtered through this Sign. It is said to be the mask one wears in public. It is the first impression we make when we meet new people.
Moon Sign: the position of the moon during the time of your birth. It represent proclivities and vast potentials within us that are often obscured by a murky veil of midnight in our awareness. Where the Sun sign represents the active principles of ourselves, the moon sign represents our unconscious, primal, or instinctual motivations